We Are me and you Together Two hearts Two minds
You might know her As blonde eyes Or as the sister who bakes cookies But you see I don’t write this
Nothing makes people flee Like reading them poetry They value it in theory But please don’t make them read Surprise me with your verse
My pump Constant companion Of my disease My sensor Resembles a feeding
I don’t expect Diabetes education For the public But chances are You know one
My poems are short Written at night In my head I wake at dawn Shake my memory
I am unique In so many ways But while variety excites What we look for Is our common thread
Tomorrow Has not yet come It’s promises yet to be broken Tomorrow Is bigger
How do you measure pain? All is relative and personal Even with one’s own self It is impossible to compare As memory distorts pain
My soft spot My sweet boy I’d do anything for Who convinced me Little boys are the best
Que te cuentan un chiste Las palabras se traducen Pero el humor no se puede Por si no lo entiendes Ríete
A palomino gallops Beside the highway Look out the window Rides over green hills Through yellow flowers
I had it all In my head And then I said Words I do not know which ones
The human heart ...leaps and jumps ...races and sings ...sighs and groans The treacherous heart can
Uh-Oh! Cranky mood Throws a fit Over cereal Cheerios